"Who, who are you?" Meng Luo Gong saw that the pearl of wisdom was within his grasp, and yet someone dared to barge in with such disdain. This infuriated him.
This person was none other than Pei Zi Yun. Shen Wan Lin followed behind him quietly. Her robes were simple and her sleeves were stained with dirt. Tears could be seen on her face.
Pei Zi Yun glanced at her, "Brother Shen, you can stop using your killer technique. Leave this to me."
He was here to save Shen Zhen, to prevent him from overexerting his potential. It didn't matter if they were allies or not. As long as Shen Zhen survived, he would face off against Xie Cheng Dong.
Hearing these words, even Pei Zi Yun couldn't help but feel disdain towards Meng Luo Gong. In order to curry favor with Meng Luo Gong, Meng Luo Gong had forced his own sister to marry into the Shen family. He stole his martial arts skills and family business, killed Shen Zhen's father, and caused his mother to die of depression. Lastly, he even used Shen Wan Lin as bait to ambush him. He didn't even consider that Shen Wan Lin would never be able to marry again.
No wonder Shen Zhen hated Meng Luo Gong to the core. At that time, he was in dire straits. He had used his killer technique to kill his way out. However, after using this technique, his potential was depleted. Even if he had the map, he wouldn't be able to advance to the next level.
It was said that this person managed to find a pill left behind by a master alchemist and managed to enter the gates of heaven. However, he was stuck there for the rest of his life.
After that, Shen Zhen killed Meng Luo Gong. When he found out that it had something to do with young master Xie, he was filled with hatred and made an enemy out of him. Even though he was filled with hatred and anger, he could only die under the hands of Xie Cheng Dong.
"Little Sister!" Seeing this, Shen Zhen's ruddy complexion faded and immediately turned snow-white. He couldn't help but cough.
At this point, Shen Wan Lin took a step forward. She had a pained look on her face as she asked, "Uncle, did you really kill my father?"
Shen Wan Lin's eyes were filled with pain and anticipation. Honestly speaking, Meng Luo Gong had treated her well all these years.
Meng Luo Gong looked at her, his face was gentle as he spoke slowly, "Didn't you hear everything just now?"
"Uncle, you." When Shen Wan Lin heard her uncle admit to it, she couldn't breathe. She placed her hand on her chest, as she was infuriated by his words.
"Little sister!" Shen Zhen stepped forward and supported his sister. He looked at Meng Luo Gong and gritted his teeth. He stared at Meng Luo Gong hatefully, "Sister, I'm afraid that's not all. To use a substitute to ambush us at your wedding, and to surround and kill us, it's impossible that Zhang Ping wasn't involved in this. Furthermore, such a despicable act was used to lure me out. Not only did he want to destroy me, he wanted to destroy you as well. He wanted to destroy the reputation of our Shen family."
"The Shen family has been in charge of the Dagger Society for three generations. Although this scoundrel has usurped the power, he does not have a legitimate reason to do so, so he thought of such a vicious move."
"No, impossible!" Shen Wan Lin hadn't thought of this. She still had some fantasies in her heart, but now that they had been exposed, her face turned pale, without a trace of blood, "Uncle, are you really that cruel?"
Meng Luo Gong was perspiring profusely, as a killing intent emanated from him, "Ai, if your brother were to let me kill him obediently, things like this would never happen again."
"Some people still miss the Young Chieftain. I've tried to purge him several times, but there are always some unfilial sons. Uncle has no choice. What happened today has nothing to do with you. Zhang Ping still likes you. Although you can't become his wife, you can still be his concubine."
Shen Wan Lin closed her eyes in agony, and didn't speak anymore.
"A real man should not be bothered with trifles. Shen Zhen, hand over the Map of Eight Points of Clarity, and I can give you a quick death." Meng Luo Gong looked at Shen Zhen's face, which was getting paler and paler. He then laughed coldly, "This dagger has been tainted with the Thousand Silk Lure. You've been poisoned for so long, even if you use your martial arts to suppress the poison, how long can you hold it back?"
"Haha." Pei Zi Yun laughed out.
"My friend, this matter concerns the Shen family, and has nothing to do with you. You'd better step aside, or next year, today will be the day of your death." Meng Luo Gong said coldly. At this point, he didn't know what was going on, and thus didn't rush forward to kill Pei Zi Yun.
"Meng Luo Gong, everyone says that you're a cautious person. Looks like they're right."
"Even though you have the advantage in numbers, you still use words to delay Shen Zhen. At this point, Shen Zhen can still use the Eight Purities Sacrificial Incantation. The more time you delay, the more blood will flow, and the deeper the poison will be."
"As for me, I don't know what's going on, and thus didn't rush forward to kill you. However, I've used every trick in the book, and will only harm your life."
"You!" Meng Luo Gong was infuriated, and raised a finger to say something. Pei Zi Yun didn't want to speak any further. He pulled out his sword and pointed, "Blinding Light Technique!"
"Peng!" A bright light flashed in front of everyone's eyes. In that instant, everyone who wasn't prepared for the attack was blinded, and felt a wave of dizziness wash over them.
Pei Zi Yun made his move, using all his strength. His sword flashed, and the sound of the sword piercing through the air could be heard. The three people who were near him had their throats pierced by the sword, and fell to the ground.
In that split second, the last remaining person was a swordsman who was struggling with life and death. Although his eyes were tearing up and his vision was blurry, he still attacked with all his might. He didn't defend himself, and swore to kill his way out. Wherever the sword flashed, the sound of cloth being torn apart could be heard.
Pei Zi Yun didn't advance, but retreated instead. His sword flashed once again. This time, he couldn't maintain the elegance of the previous three swordsmen. Instead, he attacked with the fastest, most accurate, and most deadly speed.
"Pu!" The sword was even faster than the sword flashed, as it pierced through the man's abdomen. Pei Zi Yun pulled out his sword, and blood spurted out like a bucket of water. Seeing this, his expression didn't change, and he dodged to the side. He blocked the sword coming from his left, and turned his body around.
"Pu!" Another swordsman's arm flew off. His five fingers were still holding onto his sword as he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Shen Zhen looked at the sword technique, and his expression changed, "Sister, you've taught him the Shen family's Thirty Seven Techniques?"
Although Pei Zi Yun was using a sword, and had many variations to it, Shen Zhen was the heir to the Shen family, and was extremely familiar with it. He could tell that although Pei Zi Yun was using a sword, he was using the Thirty Seven Techniques of the Shen family. From the looks of it, Pei Zi Yun had already reached the seventh level.
"He said it wasn't. He said that he could learn it just by looking at his wound." As Shen Wan Lin spoke, she explained everything in detail, not bothering to mention the siblings. After a few breaths of time, everyone had regained their composure.
"You even know Dao Arts? Which sect are you from? I am Black Altar Sect's Young Master Xie's disciple!" Meng Luo Gong shouted out loudly in anger.
As the light faded, everyone regained their vision. Several swordsman were clutching their throats as they rolled on the ground. Even if they didn't die immediately, they wouldn't be able to live for long.
"Dao Arts have suppressed this world. Indeed, they live up to their name."
"These people are all swordsman who have been through the martial world for a long time. In terms of formations, they can't be compared to an army. But in terms of fighting alone, their exquisite sword techniques and agility are far above the rest."
"However, under such an insignificant Dao Art, they couldn't even defend themselves. In the blink of an eye, I killed five of them."
Just as he was thinking about this, the few swordsman who were rolling on the ground struggled for a moment before they stopped moving. At this point, Pei Zi Yun made use of this moment to regain his breath. He laughed coldly as he raised his sword and charged forward once more.
"Set up a formation, use the iron chains and attack from afar. This man's sword techniques are extraordinary, and he knows Dao Arts as well. Set up a formation to reduce your losses." Meng Luo Gong waved his hands, as the swordsman grabbed the iron chains and charged forward.
"Quicksand!" Pei Zi Yun pointed out, as several people in the corner stepped forward. Meng Luo Gong shouted out in anger and charged forward. However, Pei Zi Yun was even faster. His body transformed into a ray of light as he charged forward. His speed was so fast that it was hard for the naked eye to follow him. The distance between them was only a few meters, and there was no chance for him to dodge. His sword flashed, and three heads flew off.
"Pu!" Meng Luo Gong flipped over and landed on the ground. He used his left hand to cover his body, as blood seeped out from between his fingers. The wound wasn't big, and the amount of blood that flowed out wasn't much. However, this meant that during the attack just now, he had been injured. His expression changed.
"Sister, what you said was right. He didn't learn the Shen Family's Thirty Seven Techniques according to the manual. Instead, he learned it during the battle. The sword technique just now had the profound meaning of my family, and yet it produced a terrifying transformation."
"Also, young master Xie from Black Altar Sect, did you instruct uncle to do this?" Shen Zhen's expression changed. His uncle's transformation had caused him to feel extremely pained. However, whenever there was a chance, he would always push the blame onto an outsider. It wasn't that his uncle was originally bad, but that he had been led astray.
"Kill!" A loud cry rang out. Although it was raining, there was still some light. At this point, the wind started to blow, and a cloud of dust billowed out. Black Qi surged out, and it became so dark that one couldn't even see their own fingers.
The darkness only lasted for a second before the starlight shone down. Another three corpses fell to the ground. There were still twenty other swordsmen around, and they all had looks of fear on their faces. Someone even screamed out, "Demonic arts!"
"Hm, you're all experienced in the martial world. Haven't you heard of Dao Arts?" Meng Luo Gong cleared his throat, "Get close to him. This man is using Dao Arts. Get close to him. Dao Arts require time to be cast."
"Also, Dao Arts consume a lot of energy. Let's see how many times he can cast it."
"Kill!" The swordsmen around had unsightly looks on their faces. Such an attack was beyond their comprehension. Hearing Meng Luo Gong's words, these swordsmen were after all experienced in the martial world. They looked at each other before pouncing forward.
"That's how Dao Arts are. But do you think that's all I have?" Pei Zi Yun screamed out as his sword glowed, "Dao Arts Sword Manipulation."
"Pu!" The sword and the knife clashed, and the swordsmen felt a strange force coming from their knives. In the past, this technique would cause their knives to fly out of their hands. However, this time, although the force was as thin as a strand of hair, it passed through their knives and exploded within their bodies. Before they could even scream, the sword had already pierced through their bodies.
The swordsmen stopped in their tracks, their eyes wide open as they spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Entangle this man!" Meng Luo Gong did not advance, but instead retreated towards Shen Wan Lin. Anyone who saw this would know that he wanted to capture his own niece and use her as a hostage.
"Despicable!"
Meng Luo Gong had just neared, when Shen Zhen stepped forward to protect his sister. However, the moment he took a deep breath, he started coughing violently. At this point, a bright flash of a knife flashed past.
The two knives clashed, and Meng Luo Gong retreated several steps. His eyes were filled with disbelief as he exclaimed, "You, how do you know the Shen family's knife techniques?"
"I am the young mistress of the Shen family, how can I not know this knife technique? Uncle, what do you think of my knife techniques? "Shen Wan Lin looked extremely beautiful as she slashed out with her knife.
Shen Wan Lin spat out a mouthful of blood as she fell backwards. At this point, Meng Luo Gong took a step back as well, his face was pale and red. He looked at Shen Wan Lin and scolded, "You bitch. You've broken the family's rule of passing down only to sons and not daughters. You've secretly learnt knife techniques, and even became so strange. Luckily you didn't inherit the Eight Steps of Clarity. If not, I would have failed miserably today."
"I thought I was scheming, but I didn't expect you to be so scheming as well. My niece, you deserve to die. Today, I shall uphold the family's rules and kill you, a traitor who broke the family's rules."
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